Puppyyysssss!!

A dog --- actually a street dog gave birth to four puppy's and hid it in our apartment under the steps without our notice.They are so cute and celebration to our eyes. Here is a glimpse of their tactics. Enjoy!

   Street Dog catchers often visit our locality for catching these intillegent streetdogs. I say intelligent because when ever these catchers take them away from our locality they come back next day running jumping barking.... haha.. its became a casual fight between these dog hunters/cathers and dogs. When any new family arrive in our locality who are generally not used to these street dogs complaint to animal control department and I enjoy the fun happening between them. These department people inturn say "these dogs became too intelligent though we leave them 50kms away out of city limits.... they are being here the next day". The same thing is happening all over the city. 

 

Now,  as its puppy's are inside the apartment mother Dog became a frequent visitor inside the apartment. We can not say no to it as its days babys are inside. It brings food packets. Move around them always securing without anyone plucking on them. I enjoyed seeing its care and their growth. One fine morning it bought four puppys out and they started little barks trying to jump over one another. Siblings helping each other climb the steps. Wow! what a bondage. And now they grew up  no more puppy life, no more cuteness, they bark loud they perfectly behave as streetdogs,  they are good enough to feed themselves, fight for themselves. This is the actual time catchers came in took away the four puups along with some other street dogs and …..   They never came back.. may be they took away them well before they grew intelligent of the areas.... may be without the notice of its mother...

A DAY IN MY LIFE!

We will have lot of memories from our childhood. They bring many emotions and feelings attached along with them. We always love to treasure for life time. I too had many memories to live on..

   One such memory, which makes me move a lot and interrupt differently each time I think of it. I am here trying to  put my emotions attached with it. I think it was in my 4th standard. Summer Vacation.. yaay year long  waited vacation to have trips. As usual with all the rules and regulations to behave I was sent to my aunts village which is 50km away from my home town. It is a silent village. As I am writing this I can smell the air there. A small hut with mud flooring and palm leaves ceiling. There lived a beautiful highly energetic couple in their 60s along with a cow and its calf, and big garden of vegetables, and Banayan tree , sapota and many other fruits. I really use to enjoy the life there.  A coupleof weeks of stay  playing with the calf in the morning, directly having cows milk watching a guy climbing palm tree to get me palm fruits which are my summer favourites.

 

 Being the youngest child of the family I always have the advantage in everything. The moment they new I am arriving there used to be a swing hanging to the sapota tree ready. All the neighbours are informed well before my arrival. As usual I used to be with bunch of children with a little less or more of my age. And it was a celebration there after.

One fine morning I was in the cattle shed along with my uncle, Aunt called me to the backyard and asked showing me a neighbour son(to say frankly I dint exactly remember his name) if I am interested to go to their school along with them. And its being last day it is only half day.

 Ok everything was set and I left with the boy, joined another  troop of children, walked to their school. I am alone going without any writing or reading material in my hand. All of them started describing about their daily routine in school and were enquiring mine. Its not too far and we reached and large blue gates wide opened welcoming us. It was written (village name) Municipal High School in Telugu over it. I moved in, all of them who came along with me went to their respective places and I was there watching the place. It had a small open space and then a big hall divided by cloth walls. Every one are seated down. I went along the boy and sat in a corner place beside a cloth wall. I dint know any of them there except the boy I came with. He introduced me to other students over there in the conversation I realised I am 5th standard class room. Finally, One long bell rang and every one stood in their respective places, teacher came in and a small prayer went on reciting saraswati namastubhyam.  We are seated and all the children started reciting tables aloud & so I did. Teacher there noticed me and enquired who I am. I dont know what to answer. He(boy) said my uncles name and my relation with him. Teacher was looking very young asked about my schooling etc with a smile. I am happy now. She started science class and later on went with some math sums and den finally english textbooks. Its a Telugu medium school. The same teacher takes three subjects English, Maths and Science. She is pointed some students to read out the English lesson. It is being a very hard job for them. She is correcting them trying to motivate them to speak in English. she came to me and asked If I mind to speak something in front of the class in English. I said well, I am ok with it but what shall I Speak? She said anything which can inspire them to learn English. I dint get what she asking exactly. Then she said tell the class room about your school, teachers, friends ..etc  I was standing in front of the class is then when I realised there were more than 80 students sitting. I spoke a lot about my school and all. It is the moment I realised what all I had and enjoying more than these 80 kids in the class room, may be all the 80 kids in each classroom, may be all the 80 kids in each classroom in each school like this.

The major difference  I observed when I immediately entered the school was the playground. I started describing about my school ground , 400 meter running track along with two basket ball courts, football court, cricket academy, Badminton , Throw ball , Volleyball, Tennikoit and I am listing out all the games we play, competitions, sports day, extracurricular activities we have on every Saturdays and oh my God...  truly everyone in the class room were maintaining pin-drop silence. When I realized in that moment I stopped with a bit of embarrassment. Teacher started clapping and so the whole class did. Teacher asked me loud a few questions Will you speak English in your school. Yes.Will you talk to your friends in English. Yes, Will you talk to your  teachers in English. Yes, will you study English daily after going to home. Yes, Will you read English story books yes, She made a clear point to the class to speak in English , eat English, drink English then they all can also speak in English and tell everyone about their school in English. And finally she gave them a task for rest of the holidays to write about their school , friends, teacher, and playground in English.

   We headed back home, those 15mins walk along with other kids was unlike the walk we had in the morning. They spoke to me very less, they tried to pick some English words and sentences in between. They asked a little more about the playground I described and games I played. Back home. Everyone left . Started having lunch along with aunt , uncle and a cat which will come every day for lunch and dinner. I described them a brief story of what all happened and what all I observed and I am questioned. I started enquiring about my aunt and uncle’s schooling and games they played in school. I got simple one line answer “ We never played all those games, May be we never played any game with rules defined by others,  instead we created our own games , our own set of rules. “  

  I remember , my mom constantly reminding of that English class and importance of having a good English fluency when I stopped conversing in English. it is from my 8th standard. (It use to come as a students customary rule that students from 8th standard can speak in Telugu though the school rules dint agree).

  I had many memories with many valuable life lessons learnt there in that house but this one was unique and a life time lesson. May be this is one such incident from where I can interrupt and learn many things.